Actually, I'm searching my memory and I really can't think of any. I strongly believe in karma or Providence, and I believe that if I don't take revenge, God or karma or just plain cause and effect, usually steps in for me, and gets even with the person in a way better than anything that was in my power to do.

I can think of one instance where I got revenge when I was 15, back in the early 80s, but it was not years later, it was weeks later, but hopefully it will suffice. This was before the days of caller id, when prank calls could still be made with impunity. I attended vocational high school and was in the Medical Assisting program, which meant I had a half day of academics, and then 3 1/2 hours of learning medical knowledge: anatomy, pathology, hands on clinical work etc. so that I would receive my Medical Assisting license when I graduated. So I learned all about blood tests for various conditions.

Well, there was a girl at school who was very arrogant, very stuck up, and also very pretty. She was a cheerleader. I could have dealt with all of the insecurity arising in me from sitting near her in class, but I had a hard time dealing with her constantly making fun of me. This occurred before I “blossomed", so to speak, and I was a late bloomer. I was short, skinny, flatchested and had thick glasses: an ubernerd. Her goal in life was to get points with her friends by putting out little sarcastic one liners which were putdowns about me. Did I mention that she was also easy, and had a reputation? That is key to the story.

So, I got my revenge by cutting school one afternoon, and calling her house, when I knew her mother would be home. I asked to speak to her, and of course her mother said she was at school. So, with my voice disguised, and sounding quite like an official nurse, I said, “ This is Mrs. Price from the Venereal Disease Research Laboratory. I'm just calling to let her know that unfortunately her test did come back positive" , and then hung up and laughed with my friend for a half hour. I picked this name because their was a venereal disease test then called the VDRL, so it was quite real and convincing.

Back then, it wasn't like now; if you were sexually active you swore your friends to secrecy and your boyfriend,because if it got out, there would be no end to the comnents, your name being written on the walls in the mens room, etc. And as for parents, let's not even go there! So the result, the girl, we'll call her Ann, was not in school the next day. When she returns, she looked extremely subdued. The air had definitely been let out of her balloon. Her social activities were curtailed and her parents were watching her like a hawk. Couldn't have happened to a nicer girl, really.